Federico García Lorca Quotes

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Love is the kiss in the quiet nest while the leaves are trembling, mirrored in the water.

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Fire is fed by fire. The same small flame destroys Two stalks of wheat at once.

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Black are the horses.
The horseshoes are black.
On the dark capes glisten stains of ink and of wax.
Their skulls are leaden, which is why they don't weep.
With their patent leather souls they come down the street.

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Besides black art, there is only automation and mechanization.

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The wounds were burning like suns
at five in the afternoon,
and the crowd broke the windows
At five in the afternoon.
Ah, that fatal five in the afternoon!
It was five by all the clocks!
It was five in the shade of the afternoon!

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Don't look at me any more! If you want, I can give you my eyes — which are still fresh — and my back so you can fix that hump of yours.

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If I told you the whole story it would never end...What's happened to me has happened to a thousand woman.

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I put my head out of my window and see how much the wind's knife wants to slice it off. On this unseen guillotine, I've placed the eyeless head of all my desires.

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Woodcutter. Cut my shadow from me. Free me from the torment of being without fruit. Why was I born among mirrors? Day goes round and round me. The night copies me in all its stars. I want to live without my reflection. And then let me dream that ants and thistledown are my leaves and my parrots.

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The New York dawn has four columns of mud and a hurricane of black doves that paddle in putrescent waters.

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At five in the afternoon.
It was exactly five in the afternoon.
A boy brought the white sheet
at five in the afternoon.

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Green how I love you green.
Green wind.
Green boughs.
The ship on the sea
and the horse on the mountain.

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I will not see it!

Tell the moon to come,
for I do not want to see the blood
of Ignacio on the sand.

I will not see it!

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Today in my heart a vague trembling of stars and all roses are as white as my pain.

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If blue is dream what then innocence? What awaits the heart if Love bears no arrows?

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To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves.

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But I am no more I,
nor is my house now my house.

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There is nothing more poetic and terrible than the skyscrapers' battle with the heavens that cover them. Snow, rain, and mist highlight, drench, or conceal the vast towers, but those towers, hostile to mystery and blind to any sort of play, shear off the rain's tresses and shine their three thousand swords through the soft swan of the fog.

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Green, how much I want you green.
Green wind. Green branches.
The ship upon the sea
and the horse in the mountain.

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The light is buried under chains and noises in impudent challenge of rootless science. Through the suburbs sleepless people stagger, as though just delivered from a shipwreck of blood.

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Everyone understands the pain that accompanies death, but genuine pain doesn't live in the spirit, nor in the air, nor in our lives, nor on these terraces of billowing smoke. The genuine pain that keeps everything awake is a tiny, infinite burn on the innocent eyes of other systems.

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The night below. We two. Crystal of pain. You wept over great distances. My ache was a clutch of agonies over your sickly heart of sand.

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In the parched path I have seen the good lizard (one drop of crocodile) meditating.

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The two elements the traveller first captures in the big city are extrahuman architecture and furious rhythm. Geometry and anguish.

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You have always been smart. You have always looked for the worst in people, and have been quick to notice when people are up to no good... But in the case of your children, you are blind.

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Pero yo ya no soy yo Ni mi casa es ya mi casa. But now I am no longer I, nor is my house any longer my house.

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I touched her sleeping breasts, and they opened to me suddenly like spikes of hyacinth.

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The only things that the United States has given to the world are skyscrapers, jazz, and cocktails. That is all. And in Cuba, in our America, they make much better cocktails.

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Green, how I want you green.
Green wind. Green branches.
The ship out on the sea
and the horse on the mountain.

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A dead man in Spain is more alive than a dead man anywhere in the world.

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